[He doesn't jump to his feet, but he does get up and ease over to perch on the edge of the sofa near her. One hand goes to rest gently on her shoulder - he'll pull it back if she flinches, but he means to show support.]
Hey. Ain't nothin' to be sorry 'bout. Not your fault.
August 19th, early evening
Hey. Ain't nothin' to be sorry 'bout. Not your fault.